Lord Heisenberg has retired to his study. It is not uncommon for him to come here, when the sun begins to set over the mountains and the village grows quiet as they all retreat into their homes, fearful of what monstrous creatures may lurk beyond the forest line.

The faint hum of electricity crackles throughout his study in his stupor of focus. In his gloved hands is a rusted scrap of metal- not one sheet of steel is to go unwanted in his ambitions. Yes, he is a very diligent Lord, indeed. And a diligent Lord does not often expect interruptions.